Masha Gejo
hey! im a 16 year old who takes on the hobby of writing and reading, and hopes to make a career out of it.
Masha Gejo
hey! im a 16 year old who takes on the hobby of writing and reading, and hopes to make a career out of it.
hey! im a 16 year old who takes on the hobby of writing and reading, and hopes to make a career out of it.
hey! im a 16 year old who takes on the hobby of writing and reading, and hopes to make a career out of it.
There is never one way to describe a song like there is never one way to describe what i’m feeling with her.
We use songs to control our feelings, as our feelings control our own. Some songs tell stories, beautiful love stories to depressing deaths of our loved ones. The emotion she put in my story, however, feels like a mix in between everything.
_What was once a beautiful harmony, sung togethe...
“Uhh.. just go to your left, you should see the door there.”
Death does his job well, directing people into certain death or revival. This recent customer, Bob something, was certain that he will be revived but Death saw that there was no chance. He had no clue that the door on his left leads to certain death, yet he still walked through. Humans, what a strange concept; Death thought aloud, even t...
(this turned out to be set in the 20s because i’ve been so wrapped up in an incoming history test so i took inspiration from that 😭 i also added something similar to a crossroads demon from supernatural, so enjoy ig!)
Cindy, Susan, and Gordon are my absolute top priority. Always has been. Even when my husband, William, left us for the war a few years back, leaving us nothing but a couple of...
Me and Marcus would always skip school and meet up here. It’s a nice place, really, where all you can see is a thick, beautiful forest surrounding you and no one in sight for miles. It’s probably the reason why we chose this particular path to follow when we couldn’t find our own path in life. Finals week, summer jobs, relationships, or choosing courses, me and Marcus always had something on our m...
"Thank you!"
the kind school girl said,
excited to go back home to her bed,
for she is grateful for the gift of medicine
from the travelling medicine man.
"Thank you!"
the kind cashier smiled,
making his way back to his aisle,
for he is grateful for the gift of medicine
from the travelling medicine man.
"Thank you!"
the kind chef sputtered,
dropping his knife as he went for the butter,
for he is...
My daughter.
My daughter is the one person who’s been tracking me and searching for me for years. She’s the top of her department, of course she would be the one to lock me up. How can I be so stupid? I should have told her sooner. No, I should have never started this stupid "superhero" thing. That way this would have never happened.
But what’s happened has happened, and now I need to break the ...
“I’m sick of it. So fucking sick of it. I can’t let my brother get to my head, not like this. He owes us like, three, four rabbits? And he hasn’t even bothered hunting for months. What is he trying to do? Piss us off? Well, Logan, it sure is working. Your family is dying because of you, your father is too damn stuck up drinking in the pub and you know I can’t hunt, they’ll go after me. I can’t let...